I am six feet tall and 200 pounds, white and proud of it. Although I do a manual job I am in constant contact with the public and I have plenty of opportunity to keep my eye on the talent. Sometimes the girls are there for the taking and sometimes it takes longer and more planning. I had been watching this girl for some time so that I knew all her movements. The more careful you are, the longer you can enjoy your fun. She was a schoolgirl, about fourteen or fifteen with long blonde hair reaching nearly to her waist that she usually wore either in a ponytail or loose over her shoulders. She had nice long legs and looked as though she was an athlete, runner or something. Although not huge her tits were very reasonably sized for her age. She wore a typical school uniform. maroon school blazer, white blouse with a tie, plaid skirt just about knee length, and maroon knee-high socks. As it was summer she wore a straw hat, boater- style. She had a very young innocent-looking face, very pretty with big trusting blue eyes and a neat turned-up nose.

This was a choice piece and I knew that I should have to arrange things so that I could take my time with her or it would all be wasted. I watched her and her family for some time. She had a younger sister, about eight, and every Saturday morning her mother, not a bad-looking bitch herself, took the kid out for about four hours leaving at about nine o'clock. As the husband was often away for days at a time this seemed ideal. I followed the mother and the kid on two Saturday mornings to the local ice-rink where they stayed for about three hours. When I checked I found that the kid was having skating lessons after which they went for a burger and then shopping. I could count on the house being empty for at least three hours with some margin for safety provided that the father was away. Although the girl often went out on Saturday morning she usually stayed at home, although sometimes her friends came to visit. That might not be so bad.

After watching for a while I got the father taped. I knew that if he went away on Thursday he would not be back until Tuesday. I now had everything ready. I would wait for a weekend when the father was away and hide in the garden. This was overgrown with plenty of good places. I had checked the doors in the middle of the night and the locks on the French windows opening into the garden were easy. Once the mother and the kid left I would be straight in the French windows and I would have three hours clear to enjoy myself and to alter that girl's life for good. It is not enough to frighten these teenagers. You have to leave them something to remember the occasion by!

I collected all my gear, a silk scarf and a couple of things that I would need for the end of the entertainment in a small bag and the next Saturday that the father was away I hid in the garden around six am. Sure enough, at about nine fifteen I heard the front door close and I could see the mother and the kid getting into the car. I knew that my girl was in alone because I heard her calling "Good-bye" as they left and none of her friends had called. Ideal!!!

Without waiting I broke the lock on the door of the French windows and slipped into the lounge, closing the doors behind me. The curtains were drawn so I was completely hidden. I waited for a moment listening - nothing. I peeped out and the room was empty. I quickly slid across the room until I was behind the door and waited. I could hear her upstairs and I could see through the crack in the door into the hall and kitchen. Rather than chase her round the house I decided to wait. I heard her come downstairs and go into the kitchen. From where I was I had a good view. She clearly thought that she was going out!! She was wearing a yellow sun dress just above knee-length with a rather low neckline which buttoned down the front as far as the waist and then flared out loosely over the hips , dark stockings (I hoped, but I expected them to be tights), dark shoes with quite a high heel. She had not picked up a coat. Her hair was tied in a neat ponytail. She had clearly taken a lot of care with her make-up and she looked two or three years older than I thought her to be. The only jewellery she was wearing were small gold stud ear-rings, a gold cross on a thin chain around her neck and a watch with a thin gold strap. She got herself a drink from the fridge and wandered through into the lounge. That was when her life changed for ever! In an instant I was on her. I had taken the silk scarf from my pocket earlier and used it as a gag so that all she could get out were frightened squeaks. From past experience I knew how things go now. You either have to frighten them with a weapon, like a knife, or you do something else. I don't like using a knife because it occupies your hands and you have a physical domination which always seems less satisfactory than purely mental control. For me, sex with these teenagers is not enough. I want to get inside their heads as well as their bodies and change them for ever. She was struggling and squeaking in my arms. I could feel the firm contours of her young body writhing against me. I had her with her back to me and she was, without realising it pressing her round young arse into my prick. I had not touched her tits, I was holding her around the waist. I let her struggle for a moment longer and then, in one movement, I swung her round so that she was facing me and I slapped her hard across the face and threw her down so that she was sitting on the settee. She immediately tried to get up so I slapped her again, this time on the other side, back down. I did not want to damage the goods so although these were hard slaps they were with my open hand, designed to hurt and frighten her, not to damage her. I knew from past experience that this was the important time. If I could get the upper hand now, I could do what I liked with no need for a weapon. She looked up at me with her baby-blue eyes wide above the gag. She was clearly terrified and continued making squeaky mewing noises but did not try to get up again. She seemed too scared even to cry which was all right by me, for now and it was time for the final move.

"I know that we are going to be alone for the next three hours" I said, "so there is no use bull-shitting me. If you make the slightest noise, I will kill you and I will wait until your mother and sister come back and I will do them as well. I know that your father is away and if anyone calls, we will not answer the door. Do you understand?" She nodded, tears in her big blue eyes. This was the critical time.

"I am going to take the gag out now, if you make the slightest noise, or if you move then you know what will happen. Do you understand?" She did not answer but looked with mute appeal in her terrified eyes. I slapped her again, left and right. Not hard this time but just to frighten her and to concentrate her mind. The work was already done. "Do you understand?." She nodded. "OK, I'm taking the scarf off. Just you sit there quiet and only speak if I ask you to. Do you understand?" She nodded again.

For the first time since I threw her down I became aware of her tits. They were much bigger than I had thought.

They were heaving with anxiety as she gulped air and tried to calm herself. For a girl of her age she had a decent cleavage and I could see the tops of both tits as I stood over her. This was going to be good!! I took the scarf out of her mouth and put it back in my bag and watched her, ready to quieten her if she made any noise but everything had gone well. She looked up at me in mute terror and I knew that I had her. I sat down beside her and she shrank away from me. I let her go for the moment.

"Right, we are going to have a little chat." I still was not touching her but I could feel her trembling. "What is your name and how old are you?" She had several tries to get words out but eventually, in just above a whisper, she said, "Amanda. I'm fifteen" "And are you called Mandy at home?" I asked. "No, my mum doesn't like that, she always calls me Amanda." "What about your sister and mother, what are their names?" This is all a way of getting inside her head. "My sister is called Julie, she is nine and my mum's name is Joanne" she said. She seemed to be calming down a little, perhaps all she thought that I wanted to do was to talk!! I began to put on the pressure a bit. She was sitting as far away from me as she could and her hands were clenched into fists. I could still feel her trembling. "Come over here by me" I snapped, " Put your hands by your sides and relax." Reluctantly she slid along the sofa until she was sitting close to me but not touching me. She opened her hands and rested them on the cushions beside her plump young thighs, quite a lot of which I could see as her dress had ridden up. "Do you have a boy-friend, Amanda?" I asked.

She blushed and looked down into her lap - where I was also looking at her thighs. "Well - do I have to show you again what happens if you don't answer me politely?" "I do. He goes to the school next door to mine" she whispered. "What is his name?" She blushed again and whispered "Tim." "How old is he and how long have you been going out with him?" "He is fifteen and we have been seeing one another for about six months."

She was getting used to the situation and becoming too relaxed. It was time to step things up a bit. "And does Tim think that you have a nice figure, Amanda?" She flushed the deepest red yet. I could see the colour going from her cheeks to her shoulders and to the upper part of her chest. This was excellent!!! She was clearly a very shy and demure girl, just the kind I like and on whom I am prepared to take trouble. How different her future was going to be! She didn't answer. "Amanda, I asked you a question. This is your last warning" I said sharply. She did not look at me. With her eyes fixed in her lap she whispered, "He has said he likes me." "I didn't ask you that. Does he like your figure?" "He has never said, but I think so" she murmured.

"I think that it's time that I saw your figure, don't you?" I asked. She looked horrified. "What are you going to do? she whispered. "You just do as I tell you and it will all be OK. You remember what happens if you don't?" I felt her shudder.

"Stand up and face me" I ordered. This was a critical point. If she was sufficiently cowed she would do as she was told. Otherwise I should need to get rough. I watched her carefully. She reluctantly got to her feet and turned to face me. She instinctively pulled her dress down and clearly did not know then what to do with her hands. I leisurely looked over her young form. She had a surprisingly mature shape for a fifteen year old. Her upper chest swelled out to a pair of very nice tits and then narrowed to a trim waist before broadening out to surprisingly wide hips. She had neatly shaped calves and ankles, outlined by the rather high heels she was wearing. From where I was sitting, looking up at her, I could partly see up the loose skirt of her yellow dress to the start of rather plump childish-looking thighs.

I made her wait, enjoying her blushes and her acute anxiety. I could see her trembling. I indicated for her to turn round. I knew that by now she was too cowed to run. Her will was broken, and I had hardly done anything! She slowly turned so that her back was to me and I took my time looking at her. Her finely-spun blonde hair hung nearly to her waist, down the middle of her very straight back. From her narrow waist there was a distinct swell to her arse. She had very meaty cheeks for a girl of her age! Time to move on ... "Pull up the skirt of your dress to your waist and hold it there" She gave a loud sob but did not move.

"This is your last warning" I said, putting as much quiet menace into my voice as I could. She gave a start and, putting her hands behind her slowly ruffled up the back of her dress until she was holding the hem which she lifted to her waist. She was not wearing a slip but I could see white panties inside her dark sheer tights. I could see the contours of her meaty young arse gloriously outlined by the dark material. Her thighs were nice and plump still padded with puppy fat going down to nicely dimpled creases behind her knees. I just sat and looked at her, watching her trembling. "OK, let go of your dress and turn round." She dropped her dress quickly and turned slowly. "Now, look me in the eyes and don't look away. Lift your dress so that I can see the front of you." She sobbed again and for the first time a tear rolled down her cheek. She pulled at the front of her dress until she could reach the hem and slowly lifted it to mid-thigh, keeping her eyes on mine all the time. "Right to your waist, I said. Get it up there and hold it still." She lifted the hem and stood, trembling, looking me in the eyes and blushing. Her legs looked just as trim from the front but I was more interested in her cunt. I could not see any evidence of pubic hair through her clothes but I could see the outline of her cunt-lips and a very pronounced pubic mound. I made her stand while I inspected her at my leisure.

"Now, drop your hem, step back and bend right forward with your hands on your knees. I want to see your tits." She obeyed without delay and I stood up, looking right down her dress. I could see where her dress fell away from her body leaving a very nice pair of tits dangling encased in a smooth white bra. Her gold cross swung gently in the deep cleft between her firm young tits. I could see right down her cleavage to the indentation of her belly button. Although still afraid, she was beginning to relax again and her blushes were subsiding. Clearly it was time to move on. I sat down on the settee and motioned for her to sit beside me.

"Now we are going to talk about you and Tim" I said. "I want you to tell me the things that you do together." She gave a loud sob and looked at the floor in front of her.

"I can't" she whispered. "I think that you will find that you can" I chuckled. "Let's start easily, has he ever kissed you? And don't even begin to think about lying or I shall know" "We kiss when people are not about" she said quietly "I feel shy if I think that people can see us." Excellent, I thought - just the right type. "When you kiss Tim do you French kiss - and don't pretend that you don't now what I mean?" She began to blush profusely again. This was too easy. "I have never French kissed anyone" she said quietly. "Has Tim ever touched your breasts?" She looked shocked and took a long while to answer. "Of course he hasn't, he respects me too much."

This was just over the top. A fifteen year old virgin who had never French kissed a boy and who had never been felt, even outside her clothes. There was no point in my asking if she had even thought of touching Tim's prick. The answers to a lot of questions were written in her blushes. However I thought that I would ask her anyway just to humiliate her. There was a long silence and she whispered "I have never touched a boy's private part before." "Right," I thought, "time to put a stop to this" "You are going to be learning a lot of new things this morning Amanda and the first lesson is that you call things by their right names. A boy's private part is his prick - now what is it called?" "His prick," she quavered quietly. "We might as well learn the names of the other important places and get it over with" I said. I pointed at her tits. "What are these?." "Mmmmyyy breasts" she stammered. "No" I shouted, frightening her again, "they are your tits and you are sitting on your arse. Now you say it, touching the places." This was good. She gently touched her left nipple and said "These are my tits, and I am sitting on my arse." "And what do you call the place between your legs?" She buried her head in her hands and started sobbing. I wound her pony-tail in my hand and steadily pulled until she was sitting upright again. "If you do that again," I said, "I will slap you. Now, answer the question." For a moment it looked as though she wasn't going to be able to get the words out but she gave a loud sob and said "My vagina." I laughed. "We can't call it that," I said, "what to the girls call it at school?." "Some girls call it their pussy" she said with the deepest blush yet. "OK," I said, "You put your hands between your legs and touch it" She gingerly put her right hand down over her dress and rested it on her pubic mound. "That is your cunt" I said, "let me hear you say it." "My cunt," she whispered.

She moved her hand as though her cunt was red hot and sat leaning back on the sofa with her hands clasped at her waist. Although this outlined her tits nicely it was not as submissive as I wanted. "Put your hands by your sides like I told you before" I growled. She leapt to obey and I could see that I clearly had her under control. Time to move on.

There was a nice big upholstered armchair beside the settee which was just right for my purposes. It was also a chance to demonstrate my control and to see if more was required. I got up and moved over and sat down in the armchair and just looked at her. She looked down at the floor in front of her. "Amanda, look me in the eyes." She raised terrified baby-blue eyes to mine. "I want a drink. That looks like a cocktail cabinet. Why don't you get me a whisky?." She jumped to her feet, ran to the cabinet and poured me a generous drink. "Bring it over here, sweetheart, it is time we got better acquainted" I said.

She got the drink and brought it to me with reluctant steps. I took it from her and left her standing in front of me while I put the drink down on a small table beside me. I fixed my eyes on hers and just looked at her. She began to tremble and to blush again. I reached out and took her hand and gently drew her towards me. "I think that it would be nice if you sat on my knee, don't you?" I asked. She shuddered and shook her head violently. "Do it" I snapped, "that was not a question." I drew her onto my knee and settled her firm young arse against me with her legs to my left and my right arm around her. I told her to put one arm round my neck and I took hold of her other hand. I had still not touched her sexually and yet she was blushing from her hairline to the neckline of her pretty summer frock and trembling violently. I could feel my prick getting hard against her arse and she must have been able to feel it too. This increased her trembling. I looked into her baby-blue eyes and a tear rolled down her cheek.

"You are a very pretty girl, Amanda" I said "far too good to waste on a fifteen year old schoolboy." This is where I got my surprise. I thought that I had broken her spirit but she suddenly started to struggle. I let go of her hand and took her bottom jaw in my left hand and slowly squeezed. She began to sob. "If you struggle, or put up any kind of resistance at all, I am going to slap you hard. Would you like to lose some teeth?" She looked horrified and tried to shake her head but I was holding her jaw. "Are you going to behave?" I asked. She desperately tried to nod. I let go of her jaw and took her hand again. I could see the marks of my fingers on her face imprinted on the blush. They slowly began to fade. "Now that we understand one another, it is time to get to know one another better" I said.

"I want you to kiss me the way that you and Tim kiss" I said. She was now beginning to look more resigned and her burst of spirit may have been a good thing as it seemed to have finished off her resistance. She raised her lips to mine and closed her eyes. I felt the featherlight touch of a teenaged girl's soft lips caressing mine. My prick began to swell more. This girl was something special. She kissed clumsily and was clearly unpractised.

I had no reason to doubt that her experience was as limited as she had described. I let her kiss me and made no effort to force the pace. She obviously was not going to proceed so I withdrew my lips and looked at her. Her baby-blue eyes looked back at me and there was the first faint sheen of perspiration on her forehead.

"That was a little girl's kiss" I mocked. "You are old enough to be able to kiss better than that. Just relax, keep your eyes open and look into mine." She was sitting slumped on my lap and I could feel the fullness of her left breast against my chest. I put my right arm round her and gently rested it on her side just above her waist. I lowered my lips to hers and looked into her eyes. I began to kiss her more strongly, moving my lips on hers. Her eyes widened as she felt my tongue touch her lips. I slowly moved my tongue forward until her mouth slightly opened and I then kissed her more firmly and put my tongue between her teeth until it met her little tongue. I held her firmly and gradually began to explore her mouth. Her eyes were wide as she moved uncertainly on my knee. I persisted, taking charge, as this was the first in a long series of steps to complete sexual domination. She was clearly uncomfortable with the intimacy of the kiss, never having done anything like that before, but I just carried on. The sooner she realised that she was there to serve my requirements the better. I finally took my lips from hers and looked into her eyes. She was breathing deeply and I could see her breasts heaving.

"Well, Amanda" I asked, "Did you enjoy that? Was it better than kissing Tim?" She shuddered on my lap sending delicious waves into my prick and balls. "I hated it" she said quietly "It was dirty and disgusting." I laughed. "What a baby you are" I said. "Now I want you to kiss me like that. That is the way a woman kisses a man." She shuddered, looked into my face and knew that resistance was hopeless. She raised her lips to mine and closed her eyes. I halted her. "Open your eyes Amanda, I want you always to look into my eyes when you are kissing me."

She opened her eyes and fixing them on mine, raised her lips to mine. I waited for her tongue and, sure enough I felt it tentatively brush my lips. I opened my lips and sucked her tongue into my mouth. Again I explored her mouth and tongue and, at my leisure looked into her very soul and saw the fear there. She had good reason to be frightened. She began to pant into my mouth and I broke the kiss to let her recover. She slowly began to calm down. I still had hold of her right hand with my left and by right hand was on her side just above her waist. I let her relax a little and then gave her the next surprise.

"Amanda, I want you to tell me what you are wearing under your dress" I said quietly. She looked shocked. I could, of course, have just made her undress or undressed her but I wanted to humiliate her as much as possible. There was a long pause and she looked confused and miserable.

"Amanda, describe your undies to me. I won't ask you again." There was a pause and she looked down at the floor. "I have told you before, and this is your last warning. When you are kissing me or speaking to me, you look into my eyes." She rapidly raised her eyes to mine and mumbled "I am wearing a bra, tights and panties under my dress." I looked into her eyes. "That is not a very good description. In future if I ask you something I don't want to go over it twice. I want complete descriptions, do you understand? Now I want you to tell me exactly what your underwear is like and I won't ask you again." In an almost mechanical voice she said, "My bra is white with a bit of lace on the edges. It is a 34C cup size. My panties are white with little blue flowers around the legs and my tights are dark and as sheer as I could afford." "There you are" I said, "That wasn't so hard was it?" She shuddered. I took a drink of whisky and considered my next move. Too quick would be too crude and this girl was worth taking time over.

"Now, Amanda, you said that Tim has never felt your tits" I said. She blushed violently "Yes" she whispered. "Has anyone ever touched your tits?." There was a pause and then a very quiet "No." I had to consider what to do next. It would be easy to tear off her clothes and fuck her senseless but I had the feeling that this would mean missing out on an awful lot with this girl. While I was thinking I lowered my lips to hers and, looking deep into her eyes, began to kiss her. This was the most thorough kiss yet. I explored her mouth and gums with my tongue, raping her virgin mouth. I stopped both when her terrified panting began to transmit itself to my prick and when I had decided what to do.

Holding her left hand tightly I moved my right hand slowly up her side until it was just touching the lower border of her right tit. I looked deeply into her eyes and moved my hand up on to her breast. She gave a deep gasp and went rigid. I was delighted. If touching her tit over her clothes had this effect I was in for one hell of a morning. Her tit was a beautiful handful of springy girl flesh. There is nothing sweeter than a teenaged girl's newly-developed tits. I could feel her little nipple in the palm of my hand through what must have been a very thin bra. Holding her hand firmly I began to gently knead her tit as I looked into her eyes. The perspiration beaded her forehead and I could see a deep cloud of shame in her baby-blue eyes. She was holding her breath. "Kiss me, Amanda" I commanded. She raised her lips to mine and I began to deeply French kiss her as I looked into her eyes and luxuriously felt her springy virginal tit. This was the best yet. I broke the kiss and looked down at her. She was a sea of red from the roots of her hair down into her dress. It was time to see more of that.

"Sit still and do not move" I ordered. I took my arm from around her and let her support herself with her right arm around my neck. This left my hands free. Using both hands I reached for the top button of her dress and unfastened it. She gave a loud gasp "Please don't" she whimpered. I just smiled and slowly continued unfastening her dress until I reached the end of the row of buttons at her waist. I drew her dress apart and looked at her exposed flesh. She was not very brown and the whiteness of her bra was outstanding. I could see the indentations of her small nipples through the thin material. As she was sitting slumped the slight folds of puppy fat of her belly were visible with the cute indentation of her belly-button above her tights. I drew her to me again and, putting my arm round her, kissed her deeply. She had clearly learnt her lesson as her eyes snapped up and looked into mine. I moved my hand on to her right tit and began to feel her through her bra. She gave a loud sob thorough the kiss. I just ignored her and carried on exploring her mouth and feeling her luscious breast. She gave another sob. I broke the kiss and let her recover, keeping my hand on her tit. Her sobbing breathing slowly returned to normal.

"OK, Amanda, I think we can lose the dress now, don't you?" She looked miserably into my eyes as I pushed her to her feet. I had unfastened all the buttons and as it was loose around the waist as she stood the dress fell to the floor around her feet. I lay back in the armchair and smiled at the fifteen year old virgin trembling in front of me. She looked incredibly erotic in just her white bra and dark tights and high-heeled shoes. I motioned to her and she reluctantly settled back on my lap in her previous position. I put my right arm round her, under her armpit and straight on to her breast. She gasped and moaned gently. As I sat feeling the trembling young blonde I thought that it was time to humiliate her further.

"Tell me, Amanda, what do you wear when you go to bed?" She looked at me uncertainly, unsure where this was going but clearly afraid. "I have a nylon nightie in the summer and pyjamas for the winter" she said quietly. "And when your daddy comes to kiss you goodnight, do you think that he sees your tits?." She gave a loud gasp of shock and took her arm from round my neck and covered her face with both hands. I said, quietly and with menace "You know better than that. Put your arm back round my neck and take hold of the hand that isn't feeling your pretty tit." She gasped and obeyed without question. "I think that Daddy must get plenty of views of your pretty tits when you are in your nightie before you go to bed. Does he ever see you in your underwear?" She nodded bleakly. "Come to think of it, even though you are fifteen, you are still your Daddy's girl. Do you sit on his lap the way you are on mine now only in your little nightie?" She looked crushed, clearly it had never occurred to her that I would ask her that. "Yes" she whispered. "And can you feel your daddy's prick under your arse the way you feel mine now?" "No" she whispered. "You little liar," I thought, "but I'll let that one pass." "Perhaps his prick isn't as big as mine" I laughed. "Does your Daddy brush your tits "accidentally on purpose" when you are cuddling up in your nightie?" I asked cruelly. "No" she gasped in horror. It was time to leave this alone and to move on. I moved her on my knee so that she was sitting with her back to me and her legs open astride mine as though she was sitting on a pony. This was the best position for my next moves. I flicked her pony-tail aside and began to kiss the back of her neck. She relaxed back against me, perhaps finding this position less threatening as she did not have to look at me. I moved my hands under her arms and put them straight on to her breasts. She gave a loud gasp and stiffened. I just ignored her and continued to knead the fullness of her delicious young flesh through her thin bra. This was the first time I had been able to feel both tits and they were wonderful handfuls. They were surprisingly big for a fifteen year old girl but as firm as one would expect a teenager's breasts to be. Although I could feel her little nipples in the palm of each hand I could not feel them becoming erect. Her breathing was becoming easier and she was possibly becoming more accustomed to being felt.

"Don't dare move" I whispered into her ear. She began to tremble, not knowing what to expect next. I could feel perspiration from her armpits on both my forearms as they stretched round her. She was clearly very frightened and sweating with fear. She had good reason. Keeping my left hand on her tit I moved my right hand slowly down across her stomach gently feeling the puppy fat until I came to her belly-button. I inserted the tip of my finger and she gave a loud gasp. I gently squeezed all over her stomach above the line of her tights, just letting her know that her body was mine to do as I pleased. I moved both hands down to her thighs and began to slowly rub up and down the inner parts of her thighs from just above her knee to just below her cunt, which I was careful not to touch. I found the feel of the nylon tights very sensual on my hands and I grasped the inner parts of both thighs gently. She was panting gently. "Turn round and kiss me Amanda" I commanded quietly. With the suppleness of youth she turned on my knees and reluctantly offered her lips. I gave her another deep kiss while I was holding the inner part of her thighs just below her cunt. I could feel her panty-line on my thumbs, I was that close. I took my lips from hers and looked into her eyes.

"Time to lose the bra, I think" "Please, no" she whined although I should have thought that she would have realised by now that begging and pleading was hopeless. I just ignored her and, removing my hands from her thighs unfastened the catch of her bra. It fell forward loosely on her arms. "Take it off" I ordered. She dropped it from her arms to the floor. I took hold of her pony-tail and pulled her back so that her back was resting against my chest and put my hands under her arms again, straight on to her bare tits. I could see the blush extending over her shoulders as I thoroughly felt her breasts. I gently squeezed them with the palms of my hands and then took the nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. Amanda gave a loud gasp. I did not want to hurt her (yet) so I gently pulled on her nipples but I could not get them to erect. I moved her round again on my lap so that she was sitting sideways with her arm around my neck. I lowered my mouth to her tit and took the nipple between my lips. Amanda gave a great shudder "No" she gasped "you mustn't do that!." I gently began to suck her nipple, teasing it with my teeth. As not much was happening, I sucked harder and at last I began to feel the nipple erecting. She began to breathe heavily and the flush extended over her tits. I moved to the other tit and repeated the performance. By now Amanda's eyes were staring wide open and she was taking great gulps of air. I moved from one tit to the other until the nipples were erect. As I doubt if she had ever played with herself this was probably the first time in her life that this had happened to her. She had nice protruding nipples, once they had been encouraged - just right for what I had in mind for later.

I fastened my mouth on hers again and looking deeply into her, now cloudy, blue eyes I gave her a very thorough French kiss while I felt her tit with her newly-erected nipple. I just sat for a moment looking into her defeated eyes while I felt her and drank my whisky. "Time for a change of scene and a little more humiliation" I thought."

"Amanda, can't you see that I have finished my drink? Don't you think that it would be polite to get me another one?"

She climbed off my lap and walked slowly to the cocktail cabinet. I admired the outline of her firm young thighs clearly delineated by the sheer tights and her cute little arse, stuck out a little as a result of the high heeled shoes. When she had poured my drink she turned and came back towards me I watched her tits bobbing as she walked. To my surprise, her nipples had remained erect. I let her stand in front of me holding my drink while I lay back in the chair and leisurely looked over her body. She looked like a young whore serving a drink in a topless club but I doubt if the thought had occurred to her.

"What would Tim and your Daddy think if they could see their little Amanda now, I wonder" I said maliciously. She gave a loud sob but did not otherwise move.

"I think that it is time that we moved upstairs" I said.

Amanda looked at me in horror. "Just keep quiet, carry my drink, bring the bottle, and lead the way to your parent's bedroom. We need more space." She gave a loud sob and turned for the door picking up the bottle on the way. I picked up my bag and was right behind her and, as she went up the stairs carrying my drink, for the first time I put my hand on her arse. She jumped but did not spill any drink. Her arse felt full and lovely and I looked forward to getting to know it better. She led the way straight to a large airy room containing a king-sized double bed. Along the whole of one wall parallel to the bed was a series of wardrobes with mirrored doors from floor to ceiling. Excellent!!!

I moved over to the bed, kicked off my shoes, piled up the pillows and just lay back watching her. She seemed now to lack all will, waiting to be directed. "Put the glass and bottle on the bedside table near me and come to the side of the bed" I ordered. "I think that it is time to lose the rest of your clothes - just slowly strip."

She looked at me helplessly and slid off her shoes. There was a chair near the bed which would give me an excellent view. "Sit on the chair when you have taken your tights off." She began a quiet sobbing and peeled her tights down her legs. Now she was only wearing a pair of small panties, white as she had said with small blue flowers around the legs. She sat on the chair as I had told her and, clasping her hands in her lap, looked at the floor in front of her. "OK, Amanda, take off your panties." She raised her cute arse from the chair and slid her panties down her legs, trying to keep her thighs pressed together. When her panties hit the floor she sat quietly sobbing with her hands in her lap, her thighs tightly closed and looking at the floor in front of her.

"Amanda" I snapped, she raised her eyes fearfully to mine. "Put your hands by your sides, keep your eyes on mine and open your legs." For the first time she really began to cry. Her sobs changed to deep gulps and tears ran down her cheeks. She did not move. I think we had finally got to the point where she was incapable of obeying without my putting on more pressure. I got up from the bed and walked over to her, fastening my left hand in her pony-tail I pulled her upright making no real effort to be gentle. I slapped her hard across the face with my right hand twice and then again and I could see the imprint of my fingers on her soft cheek. "Do you remember what I said about losing teeth. Do you really want your Mummy and Julia to suffer?" I snarled, "It is all the same to me. Now stop that awful crying." With a huge effort she brought herself under control and stood, my hand still buried in her hair, rubbing her cheek. "If I have to do that again then I will really hurt you - don't forget. Now sit down and dry your eyes." I pushed her down into the chair and threw her a box of tissues. She wiped her eyes and, although she had stopped crying she was quietly sobbing.

I walked back and lay down on the bed looking at her "OK Amanda" I said, she raised her eyes to mine. "Put your hands by your sides, keep your eyes on mine and open your legs - I won't tell you again." She slowly parted her thighs and for the first time I saw her virgin cunt. I smiled as I looked from her cunt to her deeply blushing face. She had a very prominent mound with two very fleshy outer lips which were completely closed, showing just a groove and rather sparse blonde curly pubic hair covering her mound but leaving her lower lips clear. She was clearly trying to keep her thighs as close together as possible but I wasn't having any of it. The chair in which she was sitting had very small upholstered arms about three inches high. "Just right," I thought. "Amanda, spread your thighs and hook them over the arms of the chair." She gave a loud sob and hesitated. At first I thought that she wasn't going to do it. This would have been a real shame as it was still too early to really hurt her. I wanted as much reluctant co-operation as possible. I gave her a harsh look and she gradually spread her thighs until they were hooked over the arms of the chair, opening up her cunt to my inspection.

Spreading her thighs had caused her little groove to part and I could begin to see the pink of her inner lips. "Amanda, you have a lovely little cunt" I said. ""Have you ever touched it while you have been in bed?" She looked so horrified that I thought that what she would tell me would be the truth. "Never" she gasped. I laughed. "I think that it is time to improve your education .Take your fingers and open your cunt for me - just do it, or I'll come over there and you'll be sorry."

She quickly dropped her hands to her cunt and spread the outer lips. She did it clumsily and with such lack of familiarity that I doubted that, even in the darkness of her bed she had made any experiments. I could see the pink slash of her cunt opening with the inner lips beginning to protrude. "Amanda, what do you think that your Daddy and Tim would think of you now, sitting with no clothes on and holding your cunt wide open for a strange man to look at." She shuddered but did not otherwise move. I reached in my bag which I had brought up with me and took out my digital camera. I took a quick photo of the terrified teenager sitting nude with her thighs parted and holding her cunt gaping open.

"That is a memento of the occasion" I chuckled, "If you don't behave yourself I will send copies to your Daddy, to Tim and to your school. Now, come over here and lie beside me." She let go of her cuntal lips as though they were red hot and slowly climbed on to the bed, lying on her back on the left side of the bed. I leaned over her and looked down into her terrified eyes. I lowered my lips to hers and began to give her another deep kiss. Her eyes automatically opened and fixed themselves on mine. I pushed my tongue deep into her mouth and began to mash my lips against hers, regardless of her discomfort and fear.

I put my right hand on to her left breast and began to feel it more roughly than before, pulling and tweaking the nipple. She gave a little gasp into my mouth but I persisted. I felt her nipple erect again. I took my lips from hers and looked down the bed. Her thighs were tightly clenched together. I began to twist her nipple. She gasped with pain.

"This is your last warning, Amanda, open your legs and keep them open or it will be the worse for you." Her thighs reluctantly parted. I began to kiss her again and slowly moved my hand down her belly on to her thigh. She gave a deep sob. I took my mouth from hers and looked deep into her eyes. "Unless you want me to really hurt you, keep your eyes on mine and your legs wide apart."

I began to kiss her again, more gently this time as I now had complete control, and moved my hand slowly up her plump trembling young thigh until it was just below her cunt. She was sobbing gently into my mouth and seemed incapable of controlling the shaking that affected her entire body. I moved my hand upwards on to her cunt and let it rest, cupping her slit. She gave a loud gasp and with a reflex action, tightly squeezed her thighs together, trapping my hand. "Amanda," I said - and that was all I needed to say. With a loud sob her thighs relaxed open and her legs parted. I looked into her wide blue eyes. "Well, Amanda, what do you think that Daddy and Tim would think now? A well brought-up young virgin lying naked in a man's arms and having her cunt felt. Don't you think that they would be ashamed of you?" "I can't help it" she whimpered, "you made me do it." "Pretty easy though wasn't it" I mocked. I lay propped up on my elbow, looking into her eyes, with my hand cupping her cunt. I slowly began to explore her dry outer lips, gently tugging on her pubic hair. She gave a great shudder and closed her eyes. "Amanda, open your eyes and look at me" I commanded harshly. Her eyes flicked open and fixed themselves on mine. "Open your legs wider" I ordered. She parted her thighs relaxing her knees outwards and giving me complete access to her girlish cunt. Her cunt was too dry. I thought a moment and then brought my fingers to her lips. Suck my fingers" I commanded. She looked horrified and disgusted but slowly opened her mouth and took my three middle fingers between her red lips. She could taste the unfamiliar tang of cunt on my fingers but was powerless to help herself. "Come on Amanda, put plenty of spit on my fingers" I said. As this was obviously humiliating her, I made her suck my fingers a little longer and then took my moistened hand from her mouth. A small tendril of spit joined her lips to my finger before it parted.

"Now, Amanda, keep your eyes on mine and your legs apart." I moved my hand down to her cunt and this time I put one finger between her cuntal lips and into her slit for about an inch. The moisture on my fingers made it easier and I slowly began to move my finger in and out, not pressing too deeply but giving her the first finger- fuck of her young life. Her blue eyes were wide and staring and she was panting and trembling. To humiliate her more, I sat up while I was fingering her and just left her looking blankly at the ceiling. I began to inspect her cunt more closely. To my delight it was beginning to give off the typical girlish smell of cunt- juice. Things were beginning to happen down there whether she wanted them to or not. While finger-fucking her I used my other hand to spread her outer lips and display her soft inner lips and the small bud of her clitoris which I had not yet touched. I explored the soft inner lips and continued to finger her tight channel which gripped my finger deliciously. I began to finger her deeper. She gave a loud gasp, probably of discomfort because her cunt was really tight, and I was now in about two inches, far enough in to feel her virginal barrier. "Well, Amanda, you have been a good girl haven't you?" I mocked, "still a virgin at fifteen. Your boy-friend is very slow, that's all I can say." She moaned softly. I moved back up the bed, keeping my finger buried in her cunt as far as her maidenhead. I began another slow finger-fuck this time going as far as her hymen and now adding a second finger. She gasped again and I was no longer so sure that it was purely from discomfort. I looked deep into her eyes and began to kiss her again, gently this time, and giving her a thorough finger-fuck with two fingers as far as her maidenhead. I could feel her legs and cunt beginning to relax. "Aha!" I thought, "I wonder if this little virgin is beginning to think that having her cunt felt is not so bad after all."

I moved my lips from hers and lay, looking into her frightened wide eyes with my two fingers deeply buried in her virginal cunt. "OK, Amanda, bend your knees upwards and outwards with your feet flat on the bed." She slowly pulled her feet up the bed and parted her knees widely.

Her cunt, impaled on my fingers, now gaped open. I removed my fingers from her cunt and brought them to her lips. "Now, Amanda, suck your cunt-slime off my fingers" I ordered. Without waiting I pushed my three fingers between her moist red lips and smiled down at her. "Get sucking." She began submissively to clean my fingers although she could not prevent a look of revulsion crossing her face. I didn't mind that. She could be as repelled as she liked as long as she did as she was told. I picked up my camera and moved down the bed so that I was looking up at her between her widely gaping thighs. I could see the red slash of her cunt after the finger- fucking she had received beginning to gape open. "Smile for the camera" I said. She looked scared but managed a tight little smile. I got her with her legs wide open, her cunt gaping and a terrified little virginal smile topping the lot. I put my camera back on the bedside table.

"Now, keep your hands by your sides, your thighs open as they are and lie still or I will really hurt you" I said. I moved up between her thighs and closely inspected her slightly gaping cunt. I could smell the frightened girl smell in spite of her fear. I moved my fingers to the bottom of her slit, to the delicate area between her cunt and arse and gently began to half stroke, half tickle her. She gave a shuddering gasp but did not dare to close her thighs. I moved my finger to her arse hole and slowly brushed across it. "Please don't" she gasped "it's so dirty." "You haven't seen `dirty' yet" I laughed. She shuddered. I probed her virgin arsehole with the tip of my middle finger and I could feel the resistance of the outer ring of muscle. Although she was clenching her arse cheeks and hoping that I would not notice she was undone by the spit she had put on my fingers. Her arse hole muscle suddenly gave way and my middle finger popped an inch deep in to her tight back channel. I left it there and moved my thumb into her open cunt. There was already less resistance. Keeping her impaled on my fingers I moved up the bed and looked into her eyes. "Well, Amanda, aren't you a dirty little girl - letting a man you don't know stick his finger up your arse. Do you like the feeling?"

"No" she whispered, "I hate it." "Too bad" I smiled and began to slowly and deliberately finger-fuck her virginal arsehole while looking into her eyes and keeping my thumb buried in her moist cunt. I lowered my lips to hers and began to deeply kiss her while my finger was in her arse.

I began to finger-fuck her arse more deeply until my finger was buried to the root in her little bottom. She was squirming deliciously on my finger but did not dare to close her thighs. I knew now that she was my creature to do whatever I liked with. I removed my fingers from her arse and cunt and brought them to her lips. "Suck my fingers clean" I ordered.

"I can't" she whispered, "it's too dirty, I'll be sick." I didn't hesitate but slowly pushed my fingers into her mouth. A look of revulsion crossed her young face as she tasted the sour forbidden taste of arsehole but I kept her at it until my fingers were clean. "That wasn't so bad was it?" A shudder racked her whole body. I moved down the bed again so that I was lying between her upraised parted knees and looking directly at her slightly gaping cunt. I moved a little higher and lowered my lips to her cute little belly button, into which I pushed my tongue. I could hear her gasp. Her knees, however , remained widely parted. I slowly drew my tongue down her plump young belly until I reached her pubic hair which I began to tug gently with my teeth. She gasped. I lifted my head and looked into her eyes. She was looking fearfully down at me wondering what I was going to do next. "Keep your knees wide apart, Amanda, and your feet just as they are. I don't want to have to hurt you." I lowered my head and very slowly and gently drew my tongue along the crack of her slightly gaping cunt from the back to the front. She gave a loud gasp and a shudder and I could see her little hands bunch into fists and tightly clutch the bedclothes. Her heels pressed down hard against the bed. I began to lick the outside of her cunt-lips and then put the tip of my tongue between them. All the time I was watching her terrified eyes as they looked down at me. I pushed my tongue deeper into her sweet young cunt and began to French kiss it. I mashed her outer lips with mine and pushed my tongue as far up her cunt as I could and sucked deeply. She gave a loud hollow moan. I could smell the girl smell mixed with sweat deep in my nose. It was wonderful. I slowly withdrew my tongue and began to gently lick her delicate inner lips, all the time moving closer to the little bud at the front, the existence of which she knew from biology at school, but the power of which she was as yet unaware. I brought the tip of my tongue to her little bud and gently began to tickle it.

She gave a loud gasp "Please don't" she whimpered "it hurts." I laughed. " I don't think that it does, you know. You have just never felt like this before." I began to gently suck her clitoris, pulling on it with my lips. I could feel it slightly expanding between my lips and, probably for the first time ever coming out from under it's little hood.

She shuddered and groaned deeply, pressing her heels deeply into the bed. I knew that she was too frightened and tense to come. I felt that I had probably gone as far as I could like this and it was time to take a big step forward. Her education was about to be extended beyond anything that she could have imagined.

I moved back up the bed and lay back against the pillows and finished my drink. "Amanda, pour me another drink, sweetie, and then get back here" I ordered. She scooted off the bed round to my bedside table and refilled my glass and came back to her place beside me. I looked at her, fixing my eyes on her baby-blue wide open gaze. "I don't think that it is very fair. I have had the chance to see and play with your body and you have not seen mine at all." She gave another horrified gasp. I sat up and took off my tee-shirt and lay back on the pillows with my arms behind my head. "Unfasten my trousers, Amanda" I said quietly. She looked terrified out of her wits.

Although a lot had already happened to her this morning I really believe that it had just dawned on her that she was going to be raped and that there was no escape. She lay trembling but did not otherwise move. "I don't want to have to ask you again" I said quietly. With trembling fingers she reached down, unfastened the clip, and slowly drew my zip down. When I am going on one of these expeditions I wear as little as possible so I was not wearing underpants. My prick popped out of the opening to her horrified surprise. I ignored it for the moment and just looked at her. "Get to the bottom of the bed, Amanda and pull of my trousers and socks and then get back here." She quickly did as she was told and I lifted up my arse to make it easier for her. I was now as naked as she was.

It was just as well that she had never seen a prick before because mine is so much larger than average that comparing it with a `normal' one would have terrified her out of her wits. It is just over eight inches long when erect and, more to the point, is very thick. I am circumcised so there is a large threatening head like a small orange. I have correspondingly heavy balls and thick pubic hair extending back to my arsehole. Also, as she would find out, I am multi-orgasmic. When I am excited, and I have seldom been in a better situation, there seems no end to my powers. That is bad news for Amanda!

"OK, Amanda" I said "you told me downstairs that you had never touched Tim's prick. I think that it is time for your education to begin, don't you?" She shuddered. "look into my eyes" I ordered. She looked dumbly at me. " I want you to feel my prick and balls gently until I tell you to stop." She looked fearfully down. My prick was semi-erect lying across my thigh with a blob of pre-cum staining the bead-spread. She did not move. "Do it" I said quietly "or you know that I will hurt you." She reached out with her small hand and gingerly touched my prick about half way up the shaft. I made her close her hand around the shaft and showed her how to wank me. My prick rapidly became fully erect under this treatment.

She looked at the threatening sight with horror. "Do you know what you are doing Amanda?" I asked maliciously. She shook her head. Little liar I thought, no-one could be that innocent. "You are giving me a wank" I lay with my hands behind my head and let her slowly wank me. "Are you enjoying it?" I asked. She shook her head. "Just you keep on wanking me until I tell you to stop" I ordered. "Get both hands on my prick." My prick was big enough and her hands small enough for her to easily get both hands on.

She continued giving me a slow delicious wank. "Instead of the baby kisses you gave Tim, just think, you could have given him a nice grown-up wank like this. Don't you think that he would have liked it?" She shook her head miserably. "Well I know that he would" I said. "He is a man. I bet he wanks himself in bed. It would have been much nicer for him if you had done it. In future, if he looks at you again when I have finished with you, you make sure that you treat him like a man. Your only function in life is to satisfy men's desires. If Tim wants a wank, you give him one - understand." She sobbed and nodded. "I wonder what your Daddy would think of his little girl now" I mocked. She paused. "Just keep wanking" I growled "I didn't say that you could stop but keep wanking me with one hand and gently feel around my balls with the other."

The miserable girl kept on slowly and rhythmically wanking my big prick with her right hand and with her left hand she began to fondle my balls. More pre-cum oozed from the end of my prick under her treatment and ran down over her hand.

She looked at it in horror. I stretched luxuriously. "Just you keep on wanking me and feeling me" I said "I could stand quite a lot of this. Considering that it is your first time you are a pretty good little wanker." "Don't you think that I deserve a kiss for letting you wank and feel me?" I asked her. "Just keep on wanking me and give me a nice kiss." She looked into my eyes and brought her lips to mine. I immediately took command and began a deep French kiss exploring all of her mouth and gums and sucking gently on her tongue. She carried on mechanically wanking me nice and slowly and fondling my balls. I could feel the pre-cum running down over my prick and on to her hand. I carried on kissing her, enjoying the wank. I Took my lips from hers. "Amanda" I said quietly "I think that you should thank me for letting you wank me. Weren't you brought up to be polite?" "Thank you" she whispered so that I could just about hear her. "What for?" I asked. "For letting me wank you" she whispered miserably. I looked into her eyes and smiled. "That wasn't so hard was it?" She shuddered. All this time she had been gently wanking me with her right hand and feeling my balls with her left. I just let her get on with it while I had a drink. Her eyes were fixed with horrified fascination on the big prick that she was wanking and feeling.

"Amanda" I said quietly "you seem very interested in my prick. Don't you think that you should give it a little kiss?" She looked at me in absolute horror and shook her head violently jerking her hand off my shaft. I wound my hand in her hair again and pulled her face close to mine.

"Listen, this is your last warning. Do everything I tell you without hesitation or you will get hurt. I will not tell you again." I threw her head back and looked down at her. "I did not tell you to stop wanking me" I growled "get back to it." She hurriedly seized my prick in her right hand and began her slow wank again. She seemed to know instinctively how hard to grip and how fast to go. "Now, kiss my prick." She lay looking at me in horror but continuing to mechanically wank me with her left hand under my balls. I raised my hand warningly. She shuffled down the bed so that her head was level with my prick and looked hopelessly up at me. "Kiss it, you little wanker" I snarled. She slowly brought her lips to my shaft below her wanking hand and above my balls and put a timid little kiss on my prick. She then withdrew her mouth and looked up at me. "That's not nearly good enough" I said "do you know what a blowjob is?" She shook her head dumbly - and I think that she was probably telling the truth. She clearly had had a very sheltered upbringing.

"What I want you to do is to kiss the end of my prick" I said firmly. She shook her head. I raised my hand warningly again and I felt her hand tighten on my prick. "Just keep wanking" I said "and kiss the tip." I felt her breath on the end of my prick and then I felt the slightest touch of her lips. She pulled away as though it was red hot. I smiled down at her. "Now, open your mouth and take the end of my prick into it" I said. She looked horrified and shook her head, shrinking away from me across the bed. She was still mechanically wanking my cock and she had worked up a nice rhythm. It was funny that her mind and body could be so cut off from what her hand was doing. I reached out and pulled her towards me by the hair so that her head was resting on my thigh so that she was looking up at me with my prick rearing up in front of her eyes.

"Right you little wanker, this is your last warning. Take the end of my prick into your mouth." I kept my hand wound in her soft hair and moved her head to my prick. I don't think that I would have been able to get her to do this without a bit of compulsion initially. I felt the end of my prick brushing against her closed lips. I moved her head around, smearing pre-cum all over her mouth. "Right, Amanda, keep wanking me nicely and open your mouth wide."

She gave a convulsive sob. I twisted her hair a bit tighter and felt her mouth slowly opening on the end of my prick. "Wider you little wanker" I snarled. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and the tip of my prick was just touching her lips. I slowly pushed the big end of my prick past her lips and her teeth and into her mouth. I put about two inches in and just rested there. "Now, Amanda, keep wanking me and close your lips around my cock." She gave a great shudder but did as I commanded. "Open your eyes and look at me" I snapped. Her blue eyes, now misted with the shadow of defeat gazed up at me. Her mouth was stretched around my prick which she was still slowly wanking. "OK, you little cocksucker, lets have a nice picture for Daddy." I picked up my camera and took a picture of her startled face with my prick resting two inches deep inside her mouth. I began to move my prick around inside her mouth and I could see the head bulging first one cheek and then the other. I slowly moved it in and out about half an inch. She looked completely crushed with her sweet red lips stretched around my big prick and her blue eyes fixed on mine. "Now, Amanda, for your first cocksucking lesson. Run your tongue around the end of my prick and gently suck." She automatically followed orders. It was a really delicious sensation, just like being held in a velvet vice. "I don't want to have to do any work. Move your head backwards and forwards just keeping my prick inside your lips and taking it in as far as you can. Run your tongue around the end and keep gently sucking and wanking."

It was amazing how quickly she picked up the idea. I looked down at this little virgin giving me a very competent blowjob only five minutes after I had started teaching her. "You are a natural cocksucker Amanda" I said "now take my prick deeper into your mouth." It was too much to expect her to deep-throat me but she was taking about four inches of my prick into her mouth and sucking gently. I thought that that was pretty good for a beginner. I was surprised that I had lasted so long with this little blonde virgin fondling my balls, wanking me gently and sucking my prick. I could feel the pressure beginning to build in my balls. Amanda knew that something was happening because she felt my prick suddenly harden as it spasmed. I grabbed her hair and held her mouth fixed on my prick. It dawned on her what was about to happen and her eyes widened in horror. I just smiled at her as I came in a rush of cum that filled her mouth, ran down her throat and trickled out of her lips. She looked wide-eyed and terrified with her mouth clamped to my prick and spunk running down her chin. I reached for my camera with one hand and took a quick picture of her raped face. I kept her mouth fixed on my prick but she had stopped wanking me. I didn't mind that. I just looked down at her and smiled. "If only your Daddy and Tim could see you now you dirty little cocksucker.

Lying with your face covered in cum and your mouth around the prick of a guy whose name you don't even know who you have just sucked off. What do you think they would feel about that?" I let go of her hair and she stayed just as she was. I think that she was in a state of shock. I pulled her off my prick and threw her some tissues. "Clean yourself up cocksucker" I taunted. She wiped her face and dried her tears. "Now use that pretty little tongue to clean up my prick and balls" I ordered brusquely. She took one look at my face and knew that it was useless delaying. I picked up my drink and lay back as I watched the little blonde virgin licking around my semi-erect prick and, for the first time, licking my balls.

I just lay back relaxed and drinking while I got my strength back and I just let her get on with it. With me, it doesn't take long and soon I started to harden again. I motioned up the bed and she quickly scooted up so that she was lying beside me again. "Feet up and knees apart, Amanda, like before" I said brusquely. She did not hesitate but drew her feet towards her arse and let her knees fall apart. "Good girl" I said. I put my fingers to her mouth and she mechanically sucked on them, transferring spit and cum to my fingers. I put my hand straight on to her cunt with no messing about. She gave a soft gasp and pressed her feet into the bed. I began to casually finger-fuck her with two fingers going in as far as her maidenhead. She blushed and shuddered. I included a third finger in the fuck and began to deliberately stretch her cunt. She gasped. "Look into my eyes, Amanda" I commanded. She opened her eyes and fixed them on mine. I put my lips to hers and put my tongue deep into her mouth. I gave her a long kiss, tasting my own spunk on her tongue. I just lay, relaxing, kissing the frightened virgin deeply while I was giving her a vigorous finger- fuck with three fingers as deep as I could without breaking anything. I slipped my left arm round her neck and moved it down on to her left breast which I began to knead. I pulled on her nipple and watched it erect. I began to gently twist her nipple as I was kissing an

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